Peerless Junior Uncle

It's here! "At the end, the mournful face suddenly turned into joy, and he put his arms around He Tingge's neck and rubbed it, like a big dog waiting to return to its master.

"Ahem." A timely cough interrupted Haitang's chatter, and also rescued He Tingge who was at a loss and had a headache.

"Who is this?" Mu Lan, who had been left out for a long time, was finally seen by Haitang.

Mu Lan said with a cold face, "Since the little prince has returned home safely, I will take my leave."

Haitang couldn't help shrinking his neck, this person is so cold, although He Tingge always has a straight face, but he just doesn't like to talk, this person is like an ice cube at such a young age.Subconsciously rubbing his arms.

"Mu Lan." He Tingge called to stop Mu Lan who was turning around, and said, "After driving for a few days, why don't you stay and rest for a while before leaving?"

"Mulan?" Haitang said silently, the name of the flower? "Ting Ge, who is it?"

"It's Mu Lan." He Tingge corrected in a low voice. As expected, Mu Lan's cold face turned dark again.

"You want to ask me." Mu Lan said coldly, but stood still: "I may not be able to tell you anything."

"It's okay." He Tingge caught a glimpse of the middle-aged man who was hurriedly coming to the side, and said to Mu Lan, "Anyway, it's good to take a rest, you will definitely be able to work hard in the past few days."

Haitang is He Tingge's little friend since he was a child. Seeing that He Tingge wanted to keep someone, he helped him and said, "Well, it's a long way, let's go after eating."

Mu Lan glanced at him coldly, but didn't say anything, Haitang stuck out his tongue, making up his mind that he would never have anything to do with this person.

"Mingzhu eats omnivores. Don't just feed grass. The water should be soaked with licorice. It's best to give him a stable." Mu Lan walked to the side, and the housekeeper who hadn't come yet said: "Remember to give him a horse at noon." He has a chicken, cooked."

The butler opened his mouth and hadn't even uttered: "Little Prince." Before changing the shape of his mouth, he was choked by a series of instructions from the young man in front of him, and then hurriedly responded: "Oh, I see."

Only then did he look back at He Tingge: "Little prince, you are back." The butler said with joy on his face: "The prince and the young master have gone to the palace first, and the young lady gave birth."

A series of family members made He Tingge feel overwhelmed for a while, but he just looked at the butler blankly, then nodded, indicating that he understood.

........

"Your sister gave birth!" Seeing his indifferent appearance, Hai Tang couldn't bear it anymore and said, "You're going to be a father, bah, you're going to be an uncle!" He said while shaking He Tingge's shoulder.

He Tingge definitely seemed to be a little too indifferent, and besides, he became an uncle unexpectedly. He was really inexplicably happy, and then he smiled: "Uh, good thing, good thing."

The housekeeper seemed to be used to He Tingge's behavior and thought it was normal, so he said, "Young Lord, it's almost noon, you should have your meal before going to the palace."

He Tingge nodded and said, "Alright."

"Wow, what is this? A lion?" Suddenly there was an exclamation, but it was Haitang who was curious about the lion, walked around twice, rubbed his chin and was confused: "Why does it look like a horse again?"

Mingzhu, that is, the lion Cong glanced lazily at Haitang, and snorted lightly.

"Oh, what a horse." Haitang looked back at He Tingge with a look of surprise: "It really looks like a lion, whose mount is it?"

Seeing that Mu Lan seemed impatient with this person's noise, she looked back and gave Mingzhu a wink, and Mingzhu walked lazily to the butler, looking at the butler with her eyes, as if asking, "Where is my nest?"

The butler was terrified by the lion's stare, carefully took the chain around Mingzhu's neck, and led her to the brand-new stable.

Haitang suddenly felt unbalanced, he really likes that lion, it is much more domineering than He Tingge's Ziyunting when he rides it out.Glancing at Mu Lan secretly, he wondered in his mind what the chances of stealing the pearl were.

But Mu Lan seemed to see through his intentions and cast a cold glance at him.

Haitang's heart thumped, his intuition, intuition told him that this young man was not easy to provoke, and it didn't mean that he was afraid of not being able to beat him, but he just felt that if this person was provoked, he would probably die as a scum.

In fact, if he knew Mu Lan's identity, he probably wouldn't think so, because Mu Lan would make him die without even scum.

After all, the palace is no better than ordinary places, but it’s just a casual lunch, other than ordinary restaurants. Haitang is a heartless person. When he is full, he wants to pester He Tingge to ask him about his whereabouts in the past six months. It is best to eat something Suffering, so that I can make myself happy.

And He Tingge was thinking about asking Mu Lan what happened to Cuigu that night, so he hurriedly took a few bites of food and wanted to ask.

But I don't know what's wrong with Mu Lan. He didn't say a word when eating, and took a bite of every dish with a cold face. Although his facial expression was very simple, he could still see that these dishes didn't suit his appetite. Or rather, a little disgusted.

Therefore, when Mu Lan finished eating slowly, He Tingge was also freed from the single "En, yes, I don't know..." and other sentences in response to Haitang.

"I told you, I'm not very clear." Mu Lan said coldly while drinking tea after dinner.

He Tingge found an excuse to send Haitang to clean up and ask Mu Lan behind closed doors after he went to the palace to see his little nephew.

"What is the purpose of the people who slaughtered the valley?"

"do not know."

"Where's the valley owner?"

"Die, I saw him fight the leader of the man in black, but for some reason, he might be forced out of the customs, his blood is not smooth, he lost the enemy for a while, and was caught."

He Tingge frowned: "Where are the others?"

"died."

"All?" He Tingge didn't believe it, and Gu Zhong could be considered as a cloud of masters, so he wouldn't be so vulnerable.

Mu Lan sneered, "They were poisoned. Those people probably burned the mountain first, released the poisonous smoke, and then slaughtered the valley."

"Then where are you?" He Tingge frowned, Mu Lan seemed to have seen it with her own eyes.

"I'm in the valley." Mu Lan returned coldly, looked at He Tingge's frowning brows, and snorted again: "If you want to ask me why I stand idly by, why don't you ask me why I didn't die?"

He Tingge didn't make a sound.

"I, Mu Lan, am not a good person." Mu Lan snorted coldly, "I'm not dead, so naturally I have my own way."

"Where's Fu Qingcheng?" He Tingge finally asked.He naturally knew that Mu Lan was not a simple person, but everyone had their own reasons, and it was not easy for him to ask.

"You care about him very much." Mu Lan frowned unobtrusively: "He's fine, but I don't know where he is, or where he went."

He Tingge was noncommittal, he cared about that young man, after all, he was the first person who made him let his guard down.As for the rest, he just wanted him to be safe.

"By the way, Fu Qingcheng asked me to tell you something." Mu Lan said suddenly.

He Tingge heard him and looked at him.

"If you don't want to be strong." Mu Lan spit out four words coldly.

If you don't want to be strong... He Tingge muttered these four words silently, frowning slightly, that young man seemed to have insight into everything.

"When the time comes, you will meet naturally. Before that, don't let him down." Mu Lan left the door after leaving a word.

He Tingge pondered his thoughts, stared at the teapot on the table in a daze, suddenly, smiled calmly, and sighed softly: "As expected, I still trust you too much."

Put on the formal clothes prepared by the housekeeper. It has to be said that people depend on clothes, and Buddha depends on gold clothes.Although I can't say what kind of tatters He Tingge was wearing before, but it was also brocade and silk cloth, but once he wore this authentic little prince's outfit, his whole temperament was different. Just looking at the person in the mirror, he didn't need to say a word In other words, there is a kind of aristocratic temperament that seems to be born.Coupled with the fact that He Tingge was originally a hero, the faint domineering look in his expression, even if the owner of this body is only fifteen or sixteen years old, it is difficult to hide it.

The maids who waited on He Tingge to change clothes couldn't help but hold their breath at this moment, lowered their eyebrows and looked down, and dared not make a sound.

He Tingge didn't care, stroked his sleeves, thinking about things in his heart, and couldn't help being a little confused.It seems that the housekeeper doesn't know what I went to Green Valley for, otherwise why didn't the housekeeper ask about Uncle Ran?And Haitang didn't know, although it was only the first time he met the boy in red, but he didn't know why, other than a little headache, he didn't make him feel on guard.

Thinking about it again, I seem to be familiar with every plant and tree in this Prince Jing's mansion, but in fact, he has never been here before, and the house slaves here, although they are unfamiliar, most of them can be called Names, know what they do.Do these things that are not memories come from He Tingge that I don't understand?

Nephew

"Tingge!" Haitang's excited cry came from outside the door. He Tingge's train of thought was interrupted, and when he turned around, he saw Haitang in formal attire, and his hair, which was originally tied up at random, was also tied up, but a strand of hair on his forehead was still floating casually. He looked at her face, but it didn't look chaotic, on the contrary, it set off that face, giving it a somewhat uninhibited feeling.

Speaking of which, Haitang seems to like red very much, even this formal suit is also water red, embroidered with black silk thread on it, which is very exquisite workmanship.

Monster, He Tingge sighed again, with a face that is three points more delicate than that of a woman, and wearing such enchanting clothes, this person really deserves a headache.

"Let's go, let's go see our little nephew." Haitang pulled him and ran outside.

"That's my nephew." He Tingge said lightly.

Haitang turned his head and was dissatisfied: "Aren't we two brothers, your nephew is my nephew."

He Tingge didn't bother to talk to him, but just reminded: "That's the emperor's son, and he will be beheaded for talking nonsense, don't say brother didn't remind you."

Haitang stopped suddenly, but He Tingge almost ran into him.But seeing Haitang staring at him for a while, he suddenly stretched out his hand to pull